Scalped Potatoes All Rotten Songtext
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Scalped potatoes
Scalped potatoes
Scalped potatoes All Rotten forgotten slice em up
And beat em bloody till they′re all downtrodden
Simplicity of this dish anyone can make with ease
Layer hairy scalps, mixing in the moldy cheese
Scalped potatoes


Scalped potatoes
Scalped potatoes All Rotten buck shotten
Skin for the next meal that I've freshly caughten
Mashing in its facial features rapid in concrete
Drip dry all the torsos, dangled, hooked right from their feet
Thinly cut the scalp, arrange and spread them out
Curdled buttermilk, with flour, salt, and milk
Aroma fills the air it′s so sickening, Puking in the mix as
It's thickening This classic dish is French, adding to the
Stench, Whisk it all you see, with a splash oui oui Let me set
The scene; A grizzly canvasing,Grease and urine stains on the
Walls and ceiling Limbs and seasoning drape the guillotine,
Organs glistening, bloated, and Gangrene With a table to
Operate, crematory to oven bake, Killing for cooking's sake,
Creations to copulate Just one taste will leave you wanting
More helpingsJust one taste will leave your insides gore rotting